Hu Xiao came to the village and first went to the office of the village chief and the party secretary, and briefly explained Su Tao's situation.
The village chief and the Party branch secretary hadn't anticipated the seriousness of the situation, and they solemnly instructed Hu Xiao, "You must take good care of him. You won't have to work for the next few days. I'll arrange for someone else to do your job, and your work points will still be counted. Your most important task now is to take good care of Su Taozhi and ensure his speedy recovery."
Hu Xiao nodded in agreement and quickly went to pack his things.
Su Tao's illness was such a serious matter that it could not be concealed, and somehow it spread throughout the village.
He Chuan was on his way to work in the afternoon. Since that day, He Chuan deliberately avoided Su Tao and never saw Su Tao again, hoping that distance and time could cut off his delusions.
It was not until today when I heard the villagers talking about it that I learned that something had happened to Su Tao.
"I heard that the face was horrible, all red and swollen, covered with rashes..." a woman described it with an exaggerated expression.
"Is it true? It's impossible for such a beautiful person?" another voice questioned.
"How is it impossible? I heard it from the educated youths in the Youth Home with my own ears. It is said that the case is very serious. He is still in the town hospital with a high fever and unconscious." The woman was dissatisfied with being questioned by her husband, and she affirmed it in scorching words.
Suddenly, she felt her vision darken. A tall figure stood in front of her. His narrow eyes flashed with a fierce and murderous light, and a trace of bloodshot stained his eyes. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Is what you said true? Is she really sick?"
The woman had never seen such a scene before, so she answered honestly, "Of course it's true. They say he has a high fever and is still unconscious in the hospital..."
He Chuan's head was buzzing. He really couldn't imagine that such a beautiful and lively person had her face ruined and was lying in bed unconscious with a high fever, with no one knowing whether she was alive or dead.
He Chuan rushed into his home and started rummaging through the drawers and cabinets. The loud noises of bang and bang woke He Yanzhi who was cooking in the kitchen.
He Yanzhi looked at the messy house and asked in confusion, "Brother, what's wrong? Shouldn't you be working now?"
He Chuan stopped what he was doing when he heard the voice, frowned and asked, "Little sister, do you remember where you kept the medicine powder that your mother gave you when you often had a fever as a child?"
He Yanzhi thought about it. She remembered that the medicine was very expensive, brought down from their hometown in the city by her parents. She was in poor health and often had nighttime fevers as a child. Her mother would mix the powdered medicine with water and give it to her to drink, and the fever would subside the next day. After each use, her mother would carefully store it away, keeping it high up, to prevent them from misplacing it.
"Why are you asking this? I remember it should be placed there." He Yanzhi didn't know why He Chuan suddenly wanted to find this, but still pointed it out obediently.
She remembered it was in a wooden box on top of the chest of drawers. Following He Yanzhi's finger, He Chuan saw a box there. He took it down and opened it, and sure enough, he saw the familiar medicine bottle. There was still a little bit of powder inside, and He Chuan's heart was instantly at ease. But then he thought about how long it had been, and wondered if the medicine was still effective. His heart, which had just been at ease, was once again in suspense. He had to give it a try, no matter what.
"Your sister Su is sick. I'll get some medicine for her. You take care of yourself at home." He Chuan tightened his grip on the bottle, said a few words, and rushed out.
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